The Last Gift novel

---- Chapter 5 Jane's POV I was watching TV when the door to my hospital room opened.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

It was my biological father, Jeremy Ziegler.

I felt both scared and disgusted when I saw him.

He smirked and looked me up and down.

"What do you think I'm here for? Money.

I need ten thousand dollars.

I'm out of cash.

"Tf [hadn't dumped you at the orphanage, how would you have ended up with the Smith family?" "Thurled a glass at him with a snarl.

"No money? Then you come crawling to meagain? You've got hands and legs, go earn it yourself! What right do you have? You never raised me!" He raised an eyebrow and looked at me with a challenge.

" If you don't give me the money, I'll tell everyone what ---- you did to Viola.

"Tf I don't have money, I'll do whatever it takes."" I deflated like a punctured balloon, defiance leaking out of me.

Those secrets couldn't see the lightno matter the cost.

I bit out through gritted teeth, "Fine.

But you'll have to wait until I'm discharged and take over the company.

That's when I'll have money." You've just been poisoned by regular Wolfsbane, yet you're acting like you're about to die.

Your acting skills are impressive," Jeremy sneered.

"T don't care when you get out of the hospital.

You'll give me the money! If you don't, I'll pay your precious parents a visit, or maybe even that new mate of yours! Let's see how they look at you after I'm done telling them everything!" Jeremy left, swaggering with a smug smile.

I was so angry, I smashed everything in the room.

Why? Why?! ---- Why did Viola get a happy family, with a mate who loved her, while I was stuck with this irresponsible father? Ihad worked so hard to get everything Viola had.

1 couldn't let it go now! After consuming the Miracle Elixir, I could feel my wolf's powers getting stronger.

I had to hurry and sell all of Viola's assets.

Getting the money in my hands was the safest thing.

Thad already arranged for someone to fake my identity as a werewolf from another pack.

Once I had the money, I would leave this pack behind.

I would go to another pack and start a new life.

That sorry excuse of a father and the Smith family would never find me! With that thought in mind, I rushed to the bank.

"Sorry, is this your card?" the bank clerk asked.

"Yes?" "This card belongs to a person name Viola.

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